Frases de John Barrymore
Data de nascimento: 15. Fevereiro 1882
Data de falecimento: 29. Maio 1942
John Sidney Blyth Barrymore foi um ator americano. Inicialmente ganhou fama como ator teatral em comédias ligeiras, depois em papéis dramáticos, acabando por tornar-se grande intérprete de personagens shakespearianos . Seu sucesso continuou no cinema, em filmes de gêneros variados tanto na era do cinema mudo como na do falado. A vida pessoal de Barrymore foi alvo de muitos textos, antes e mesmo depois de seu falecimento em 1942.
Foi muito popular na década de 1920, chamado de "O Grande Perfil". Hoje é lembrado por seus papéis em filmes como Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde , Don Juan , Grande Hotel e Jantar às Oito .
Membro de uma dinastia de múltiplas gerações no teatro, é irmão dos também atores Lionel Barrymore e Ethel Barrymore e avô da atriz Drew Barrymore.
Citações John Barrymore
„Don't worry. For a man who has been dead for fifteen years I am in remarkable health. Love. Mr. Barrymore.“
Telegram sent to Garson Kanin regarding Barrymore's rumored stroke following his collapse prior to a 1939 performance of Catherine Turney's My Dear Children at the Selwyn Theater in Chicago, as quoted in Kanin's Hollywood (1974), p. 45
Quoted in Gene Fowler, Good Night, Sweet Prince (1943)
„The death of John Barrymore made us think again for a minute of F. Scott Fitzgerald. They were very different men: a lot alike. Undoubtedly, they both worked hard, but there was the same sense of a difficult technique easily mastered (too easily perhaps); there was the same legend of great physical magnetism, working incessantly for its own destruction; there was the same need for public confession, either desperate or sardonic; and there was always a good deal of time wasted, usually accompanied by the sweet smell of grapes. We have seen Scott Fitzgerald when everything he said was a childish parody of his own talent, and the last time we saw John Barrymore he was busy with a sick and humiliating parody of his. The similarity probably ends there. Up to the day he died, we believe, Fitzgerald still kept his original and eager devotion to his profession, along, we like to think, with the strict confidence that he might still achieve the strict perfection that was so often almost his. Barrymore, on the other hand, had given up long ago.“
Wolcott Gibbs, Season in the Sun (1951)